Some folks like to sigh,
|: Some folks do; :|
Some folks long to die,
But that's not me nor you.
Chorus: Long live the merry, merry heart
That laughs by night and day,
Like the Queen of Mirth,
No matter what some folks say.
2. Some folks fear to smile,
|: Some folks do; :|
Others laugh through guile,
But that's not me nor you. Chorus:
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3. Some folks fret and scold,
|: Some folks do; :|
They'll soon be dead and cold,
But that's not me nor you. Chorus:
4. Some folks get gray hairs,
|: Some folks do; :|
Brooding o'er their cares,
But that's not me nor you. Chorus:
5. Some folks toil and save,
|: Some folks do; :|
To buy themselves a grave,
But that's not me nor you. Chorus:
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